Irritations grow
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While glimpsing at the next instruction, Miranda’s irritation grew even more intense. This game of his was testing her patience, and she was losing. “Enough of these nonsensical tasks,” she muttered, clutching the list even tighter in the palm of her hand. All she wanted was her money, and every second wasted was time she could have been shopping or going out with her friends. But instead, she was stuck here in this musky house!
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